C81 Chapter 81

KRISTEN

My cup of coffee came with Edith.

Just as I was preparing myself for a verbal attack, she dropped the coffee, muttered a greeting and started for the door.

"Edith?"

"Sir?" She turned back, her brows raised in questioning. Her expressions looked so formal that I knitted my brows. "You called me?"

I was just trying to see why she dropped the coffee without a word